I had a fish aquarium when I was a kid, but I didn't name any of the fish..... my grandmother did that. However, I had a parakeet named 'Lucky'.
One summer day I found a stray kitty. He was nice and everything...... and was very loving.
Quickly, my parents had to buy a screen for on top of the aquarium to keep 'Kitty' from going fishing. She took out a few fish, but they'll remain nameless. Good thing I wasn't too emotionally attached to them.
Laying on the sofa one day, not long after finding 'Kitty'..... 'Kitty' was laying on my chest while I was watching television. Lucky used to fly around the house at all times of the day. We never closed his cage door until nighttime. I realized Lucky was flying around and making aerial loops around my area. See, Lucky used to fly over, land on me and watch television with me just like 'Kitty' is right now. Well, on one of his flights..... 'Kitty' leaped off my stomach and caught Lucky in midair and landed right back down on my stomach with Lucky in his mouth. After choking 'Kitty', Lucky popped out and fell to the floor. He didn't seem to wanna fly anymore. He wasn't looking too parakeet-y at the moment. Well, my Dad got rid of 'Kitty' and we had to have a vet look at Lucky because he didn't seem to wanna do anything anymore. Somehow, it turned out Lucky developed 'Lockjaw'. Well, now I was out some fish, Lucky and the 'Kitty'.
It doesn't seem to pay to name your pets... at least, not the collection I had.